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Friday, June 03, 2005
Hinanakit ng Isang Bituin sa Langit
Nakausap ko
Isang bituin sa langit, nagniningning.
Matagal na raw walang
Sa kanya, nangungusap.
Nagtataka siya
Sa bawat paglipas ng kulay niya
Mga batang tuwing gabi'y nakatingin
Sa kanya
Pagdalang simbilis pagdami nila.
Mayroon siyang sinabi
Ukol sa isang bata, suki niya
Dati.
Wala raw araw na ito'y di
Natanglaw
Sa kanya.
Subalit isang araw,
Kakaibang bulalakaw
Puti . . . hindi . . .
ITIM!
Hindi dyamante ngunit nakasisilaw
at mumunti.
Parang ulang bumuhos
Ngunit di mula sa kung saan.
Nagtataka nga siya.
Bakit? Aniya.
Bakit ngayon ito'y di na muling nangusap sa kanya.
Nakita niya, hawak nito
Kapirasong abo
ng BULALAKAW.
Posted at 08:14 pm by jakobliern
Alulod
Nakabibinging katahimikan,
naririto at nananahan.
Taal ng panaghoy ng kalikasan.
Dito, ulan naghahabulan.
Taal ng Nakabibinging ulan.
panaghoy Dito, naghahabulan.
Kalikasan. ng katahimikan,
naririto at nananahan.
Butil, patak, buhos, agos
ng ulan, patay nakamamatay!
Sa lagaslas nito'y walang alpas
Hindi akong kaluluwang alang husay.
Isa, sige, dalawa at hala!
Apaw . . . apaw . . . Tatlo, apat, lima?
Lintik! Alulod, ginawang takbuhan
nitong sa dibdib, hagupit ng ulan.
Sa bawat pintig, ulan, aray!
Bakit yaring buhay ang alay-alay,
Siya ring gawang daluyan
Bakit, oh ang puso ko! . . . ng kalungkutan.
--written 4 July 2001 (when depression was everything I knew)
Posted at 07:59 pm by jakobliern
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Different Hues of Antique
Posted at 06:01 pm by jakobliern
Posted at 05:37 am by jakobliern
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
When people say that I am gaining weight, it is a compliment. I have been an ectomorph all my life. Pigging out was not an issue because no matter what I eat, I did not gain weight. People say that I would look better if I had a few pounds more. Who cares about looking better!!!???? WTF!!!! I just love to eat. For the past couple of months, since people started noticing my growing love-handle I watched my weight - just for kicks. It did not hurt me see that I gained total of 25 pounds in two months time. What hurt me was the tightening trousers, difficulty moving around and the ever growing belly. Until when can I see my putotoy?
Scientifically speaking, metabolism should start slowing down at 30. BUT I JUST TURNED 21 AND WHY IS THIS HAPPENING? The worry is not about looking fat or big or ill proportioned. The concern is I have to get new clothes for I will not fit in the clothes I have not. More problems: I don't have enough money to spend for them, I don't want to let go of my three year old trousers (which I've just torn today) and I am too lazy to even shop (as if I have the money).
Anyway, my one year gym enrollment is expiring August 2005. SO WHAT'S THE RUSH??!!
Posted at 04:12 am by jakobliern
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to me! This is the first bouquet of red roses I have ever received.
Posted at 03:06 am by jakobliern
Friday, January 28, 2005
I will become an OM! Hahahahahahaha! Dream On!
One of the requirements to become a call center OM is to have an average WPM of 40. Am hitting 47!
Yihee!
Posted at 01:14 am by jakobliern
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
When my woman cries . . .
My world is wrecked.
I am doomed.
I am a ruthless man hurting my very delight.
I am sorry.
Her eyes, piercing through my very heart, utter nothing. Yet, I am guiltier.
Her eyes speak all my offenses.
I am wrong twofold. I am wrong.
My heart crushes.
I see clearer.
I see her point.
I shouldn't have said that. I shouldn't have done that.
I should have known better.
I love her more!
Posted at 01:02 am by jakobliern
Monday, January 10, 2005
FOR SALE: 1969 BEETLE, 1500cc 85,000 PESOS
How many times will I see this kind of advertisement before I have my own beetle?
Tsk . . . tsk . . . tsk . . .
Posted at 07:37 pm by jakobliern
Friday, January 07, 2005
A Little Babbling for Today
I miss talking to people who still, at the very least, have evanescent annoyance about social injustices. One whose values and outlook in everyday life has not been tainted by the fatal claws of capitalism. I find depth in them. This is not to say that I totally abhor capitalism; for my sustenance come from an american company. Tis just a very long time when I had a good conversation. Perhaps because I am rarely interested with someone's trivial whining. The repulsion over trivial things I have had since I-can't-remember-when. By trivial, I mean things that concern only the person you are talking to. And rare do I find good conversation with people who's so self-absorbed, so loving him/herself. It kills me every time I hear ranting about nonsensical jumble of things. Now, I am babbling. Oh well . . . Thanks to Iris and Mahal!
Posted at 10:23 pm by jakobliern
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